Every time I think of you, instant bile
You make me completely sick
Still can't admit your lies, in denial
Every time I think of you, instant bile
Behind {honest} eyes you're full of guile
Everything ever said was a lie, a trick
Every time I think of you, instant bile
You make me completely sick
A Triolet is a poetic form consisting of only 8 lines. Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines
repeat, and the 2nd and 8th lines do as well. The rhyme scheme is simple: ABaAabAB
